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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 7483803 | There's something perverse about women...they're all masochists at heart. | Henry Miller | ||
| 07db567 | Education is identical with helping the child realize his potentialities. The opposite of education is manipulation, which is based on the absence of faith in the growth of potentialities and the connection that a child will be right only if the adults put into him what is desirable and suppress what seems to be undesirable. | Erich Fromm | ||
| f61bec2 | Tell the angels no, I don't wanna leave my baby alone I don't want nobody else to hold you That's a chance I'll take Baby I'll stay, Heaven can wait No, if the angels took me from this earth I would tell them bring me back to her | Michael Jackson | ||
| 02b2f80 | Monotony has nothing to do with a place; monotony, either in its sensation or its infliction, is simply the quality of a person. There are no dreary sights; there are only dreary sight seers. | marshes monotony | G.K. Chesterton | |
| 645d57d | Through all this ordeal his root horror had been isolation, and there are no words to express the abyss between isolation and having one ally. It may be conceded to the mathematicians that four is twice two. But two is not twice one; two is two thousand times one. That is why, in spite of a hundred disadvantages, the world will always return to monogamy. | fear isolation mathmaticians monogamy ordeals | G.K. Chesterton | |
| 79958dd | Government has become ungovernable; that is, it cannot leave off governing. Law has become lawless; that is, it cannot see where laws should stop. The chief feature of our time is the meekness of the mob and the madness of the government. | government politics | G.K. Chesterton | |
| 235640f | If you don't explain it all to me, I might strangle somebody." Of course, Raphael might like that..." | curran hyenas ilona-andrews kate kate-daniels magic-burns raphael soup | Ilona Andrews | |
| 5d7dd1e | He kissed me, and I pulled my personal psycho into bed with me. | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 0944407 | The lion has to stay outside" "He won't like it" The lion shook his mane. I looked at Curran. The lion melted. Skin stretched, bones twisted, and human Curran straightened. He was completely nude. Gloriously nude. "Well," Hrefna said. "I always wondered why you went all shapeshifter. Explain things." -- | sexy-men | Ilona Andrews | |
| 04b16bd | She swept away, putting an extra kink into her walk. I would not have thought that a woman with an ass that bony could make it wiggle so much but she proved me wrong. | humor kate-daniels | Ilona Andrews | |
| 770e831 | I love love. I love having a lover and being one. The insularity of passion. I love it. I love the way it blurs the distinction between everyone who isn't one's lover. | relationships | Tom Stoppard | |
| 24f7f09 | Whatever became of the moment when one first knew about death? There must have been one. A moment. In childhood. When it first occurred to you that you don't go on forever. It must have been shattering, stamped into one's memory. And yet, I can't remember it. | Tom Stoppard | ||
| a8fbbcd | Wait," said Butler. "Just wait, Holly. Artemis has a plan." He squinted through the green dome. "What is your plan, Artemis?" All Artemis could do was smile and shrug." | death sacrifice | Eoin Colfer | |
| 851e9df | Ah," cried Gavroche, "what does this mean? It rains again! ...If this continues, I withdraw my subscription." | Victor Hugo | ||
| 55307c3 | Love is like a tree: it shoots of itself; it strikes it's roots deeply into our whole being, and frequently continues to put forth green leaves over a heart in ruins. And there is this unaccountable circumstance attending it, that the blinder the passion the more tenacious it is. Never is it stronger than when it is most unreasonable. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 21ef9dd | In joined hands there is still some token of hope, in the clinched fist none. | hope love peace | Victor Hugo | |
| 3694228 | Nothing can be sadder or more profound than to see a thousand things for the first and last time. To journey is to be born and die each minute...All the elements of life are in constant flight from us, with darkness and clarity intermingled, the vision and the eclipse; we look and hasten, reaching out our hands to clutch; every happening is a bend in the road...and suddenly we have grown old. We have a sense of shock and gathering darkness;.. | life | Victor Hugo | |
| 5b52c57 | The higher a man stands on the social ladder, the greater the number of people he is connected with, the more power he has over other people, the more obvious is the predestination and inevitability of his every action. | Leo Tolstoy | ||
| 4869e09 | I can't praise a young lady who is alive only when people are admiring her, but as soon as she is left alone, collapses and finds nothing to her taste--one who is all for show and has no resources in herself | Leo Tolstoy | ||
| 40e9277 | One of the most widespread superstitions is that every man has his own special, definite qualities; that a man is kind, cruel, wise, stupid, energetic, apathetic, etc. Men are not like that . . . Men are like rivers; the water is the same in each, and alike in all; but every river is narrow here, is more rapid there, here slower, there broader, now clear, now cold, now dull, now warm. It is the same with men. Every man carries in himself th.. | Leo Tolstoy | ||
| 58522a7 | I believe while I tremble; I trust while I weep. | Charlotte Brontë | ||
| b0b9b67 | But Rhett, you mustn't bring me anything else so expensive. It's awfully kind of you, but I really couldn't accept anything else." "Indeed? Well, I shall bring you presents so long as it pleases me and so long as I see things that will enhance your charms. I shall bring you dark-green watered silk for a frock to match the bonnet. And I warn you that I am not kind. I am tempting you with bonnets and bangles and leading you into a pit. Always.. | Margaret Mitchell | ||
| 9908a4d | What's broken is broken--and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I live...I'm too old to believe in such sentimentalities as clean slates and starting all over. | fiction remember | Margaret Mitchell | |
| 31c006b | Who are the real monsters? | orion | Beth Revis | |
| 9358e82 | I would trade all the stars in the universe if I could just have him back again. | Beth Revis | ||
| df37201 | Once you've decided that something's absolutely true, you've closed your mind on it, and a closed mind doesn't go anywhere. Question everything. That's what education's all about. | inspirational | David Eddings | |
| 0472142 | It brewed in her as she eyed the pages full to the brims of their bellies with paragraphs and words. You bastards, she thought. You lovely bastards. Don't make me happy. Please, don't fill me up and let me think that something good can come of any of this. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 19c9776 | Word is murder of a thing, not only in the elementary sense of implying its absence - by naming a thing, we treat it as absent, as dead, although it is still present - but above all in the sense of its radical dissection: the word 'quarters' the thing, it tears it out of the embedment in its concrete context, it treats its component parts as entities with an autonomous existence: we speak about color, form, shape, etc., as if they possessed.. | Slavoj Žižek | ||
| 676749f | And I'm not too great at that sort of comforting thing, especially when my hands are cold and the bed is warm. I carried him softly through the broken street, with one salty eye and a heavy, deathly heart. With him I tried a little harder. I watched the contents of his soul for a moment and saw a black-painted boy calling the name Jesse Owens as he ran through an imaginary tape. I saw him hip-deep in some icy water chasing a book, and I saw.. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 2c17bfc | It's the oldest question of all, George. Who can spy on the spies? | John le Carré | ||
| 5337f60 | When death, the great Reconciler, has come, it is never our tenderness that we repent of, but our severity. | George Eliot | ||
| 7061203 | People glorify all sorts of bravery except the bravery they might show on behalf of their nearest neighbors. | neighbors | George Eliot | |
| 59eb74f | Nature, who has played so many queer tricks upon us, making us so unequally of clay and diamonds, of rainbow and granite, and stuffed them into a case, often of the most incongruous, for the poet has a butcher's face and the butcher a poet's; nature, who delights in muddle and mystery, so that even now (the first of November, 1927) we know not why we go upstairs, or why we come down again, our most daily movements are like the passage of a .. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| 3147f72 | Illness is a part of every human being's experience. It enhances our perceptions and reduces self-consciousness. It is the great confessional; things are said, truths are blurted out which health conceals. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| c010ab2 | What is your name?" Why?" So I can mark your grave..." | David Gemmell | ||
| 91642e5 | Every word was a singing sparrow, a magic trick, a truffle for me. The words made me laugh in delight. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| f0c86c8 | ndm ymnHk llh lHy@ , mn wjbk (wmn Hqk kky'n bshry) 'n tjd shyy'an jmylan fyh , mhm kn Dy'ylan | god life novel | Elizabeth Gilbert | |
| 83d7268 | I wonder if I am capable of being somebody's sun, somebody's everything. Am I centered enough now to be the center of somebody else's life? | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| c261230 | Beauty is not required. Beauty is accuracy's distraction. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| 2984bd7 | Basically, your fear is like a mall cop who thinks he's a Navy SEAL: He hasn't slept in days, he's all hopped up on Red Bull, and he's liable to shoot at his own shadow in an absurd effort to keep everyone "safe." | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| abcfdf7 | My heart skipped a beat and then flat-out tripped over itself and fell on its face. Then my heart stood up, brushed itself off, took a deep breath and announced: "I want a spiritual teacher." | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| 41a7671 | What time has ever been a simple time for those who are living it? | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| bb7a82f | a woman's place is in the kitchen...sitting in a comfortable chair, with her feet up, drinking a glass of wine and watching her husband cook dinner. | inspirational love relatioships | Elizabeth Gilbert | |
| 4b3dc71 | Moreover, I have boundary issues with men. Or maybe that's not fair to say. One must have boundaries in the first place, right? But I disappear into the person I love. I am the permeable membrane. If I love you, you can have everything. You can have my time, my devotion, my ass, my money, my family, my dog, my dog's money, my dog's time - everything. If I love you, I will carry for you all your pain, I will assume for you all your debts (in.. | Elizabeth Gilbert |